Tag: Beech tree
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Sanctuary
The wood echoed with the laughter of a woodpecker, finely tuned wrens and a black cap called high above my head, light refracted on the unfurling leaves, around me a sea of blue. Silently, softly treading as if in a church, Feeling the power of love enfolding my heart, I sank into the beauty as…
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